The Sound of Blood and the Left-Handed Moon

I saw my first porn when I was 9 and
two days later half severed
my hand in a pane of glass
and the devil downed my blood,
my wailing alm like a golden calf
banned from the pack for singing
too heartlessly

and yet the contusion closing over
with time and deaths many lessons
to cut old wounds fresh and let the music out,
the music of blood in a
Universe of Sacrifice
the sound is that of someone tearing
their own left hand off
and throwing it toward the moon
where it belongs